The silver-gray wolf didn't care about the broadsword that Wednesday threw out, and Wednesday didn't know the bottom of his own heart.

Margaret, on the other hand, was simply desperate, although she was not a mercenary or an adventurer, she still had some knowledge of the relatively low-level Warcraft. This silver-gray giant wolf is the wind wolf that circulates in the mouths of ordinary people, not only fast, but also mysterious and cunning, and can use some rudimentary wind spells, ordinary people can hardly survive falling in their mouths.

Margaret felt as if she had been pressed to the ground by a wall, and it was difficult for her to breathe, and she felt a burning pain in her back and shoulders, and a slight chill, and she was even more frightened, knowing that it was the result of the wind wolf's claws scratching her.

But just when Margaret was desperate, she suddenly heard a terrible "woo-woo" sound, followed by a "poof-" sound like a watermelon cracking, and then she felt her back loosen, and the wind wolf that held her turned around and ran.

Margaret struggled to stand up, and saw that the wind wolf ran out more than ten meters away, and then planted its head in a bush and remained motionless, so she came to her senses, turned her head and ran to Wednesday, and then hugged Wednesday and cried.

Wednesday stood dumbfounded, looking at his system prompts.

"Ding: Comprehend a new skill, please name it. ”

Looking at the skill page again, there is an unnamed skill.

Unnamed: Concentrate all internal forces on one move, deliver a powerful blow, unable to move for ten seconds after use, special skills, beginners, 1.

And there is such a skill? Can you comprehend the skill yourself? Wednesday wondered, but it is a good thing to have such a skill, although there are certain side effects, but the power is really not to be underestimated. The current power may not be too great, but this is because the internal force value is relatively low, if the internal force value is tens of thousands of points when this move is used, how powerful should it be?

After thinking about it, Wednesday gave this skill a mighty name, a blow to Qiankun.

Ten seconds later, Wednesday's body was finally able to move, but it still felt a little weak. He really didn't know how he did that trick just now, just like a conditioned reflex, he did that action without going through his brain at all, and he even wondered if the system had done it for him.

But anyway, it turned out well, Margaret was fine, and on Wednesday she gained a new skill.

Seeing the scratched wound on Margaret's back, Wednesday motioned for her to climb down, then wiped it with crumpled herbs, followed by another layer, and finally tied it up. Wednesday was afraid of inflammation, and then boiled a bowl of important soup with skullcap for her to drink.

The taste of Chinese herbal soup is really not something that ordinary people can bear, Margaret looked at Wednesday with a sad face with a bowl of soup, and her poor eyes almost burst into tears. But after hearing Wednesday say indifferently with a cold face, "If you don't want to die, drink it all", she had to pinch her nose and drink this bowl of andrographis soup.

Margaret immediately poured several sips of warm water, but the bitter taste still filled her mouth, making her almost throw up. However, the effect is obvious, after drinking it for a while, I feel a lot more comfortable, as if the fatigue of the past few days has been swept away.

"Mr. Wednesday, why do you know so much, can you heal people?" Margaret asked, feeling the changes in her body, her eyes shining as she looked at Wednesday, who was cooking on the side.

"Heal, a little bit," Wednesday secretly rejoiced, the fish was about to take the bait, but the facial expression did not change.

"Can you help my grandfather take a look, then?" asked Margaret, who quickly sat up straight.

"Ding: Trigger a new task, 'First Visit', do you accept it?"

Wednesday looked at the system prompt, glanced at Margaret again, and then said seriously: "My technique is very average, I may not be able to cure your grandfather, and the specific situation will not be determined until I meet your grandfather, are you sure you want me to help your grandfather take a look?"

"Yes, I'm sure," Margaret replied in the affirmative that Margaret had learned about the magic of Wednesday through these few days, and always felt that Wednesday seemed to be omnipotent.

Wednesday certainly knew that Margaret was just sick and rushed to the doctor, and coupled with the fact that girls can't help but move closer to strong individuals when they are weak, it is understandable that she made such a choice. Moreover, this is also the purpose of Wednesday, one is to take on one more task from Margaret, and the other is to deepen the connection with this girl.

As an outsider on Wednesday, his knowledge of the world was almost equal to zero, and although some basic information was extracted from Margaret's mouth these days, it was not deep enough after all. Therefore, Wednesday wants to use this means to slowly deepen his understanding of this world through contact with Margaret, and also to make a buffer for him to integrate into this world.

Regardless of whether or not Margaret and her grandfather's illness can be cured, at least they will have a place to stay for the time being after they go out. Of course, if she is lucky enough to cure her grandfather's illness, then the old man will be blessed.

Thinking of this, Wednesday accepted the task on the system board.

First Visit: Please do your best to treat Margaret and her grandfather's illness, (Quest Reward: +2/100 for Good and Evil, +2/100 for Contribution, None/Grey Cloth Monk's Clothes×1.) ）

This kind of quest with two outcomes is the first time I've encountered it on Wednesday, and I've never seen such a quest when I've played games before, but it's more reasonable. If Margaret's grandfather can be cured on Wednesday, then his Good and Evil Points and Contribution Points can be increased by 100 points, and he will also get a gray cloth robe, and if he can't be cured, then Wednesday will only get two points of Good and Evil Points and Contribution Points as a hardship fee.

After a night's rest, the two men walked out of the forest at noon the next day. After staying in the mountains for a week, I felt that my whole body was about to become moldy, and I even lost my sense of direction. When we got back to town, everyone was probably eating, and there weren't many people on the streets.

Wednesday looked at this town with a strong exotic style, and let out a long breath, "Okay, I've finally brought you back safely, hahaha." ”

As soon as the voice fell, the system prompted it.

"Ding: Quest 'Maltz Mountains' status updated, quest completed, good and evil +5, contribution +5, get the primary gold sore elixir ×5, iron ring knife × 1. ”

I opened the inventory and looked at it, and there was a shiny ring knife and a set of five potions.

Iron Ring Knife: The ring knife carefully crafted by Iron Iron is extremely sharp, with +1 strength and +1 agility. Primary Gold Sore Medicine: Can stop bleeding and heal, +50 health. This was the first assignment he received on Wednesday, and it was very good to have such a reward, although it was not a treasure, but it was the good thing he needed most at the moment.

Margaret was also very excited, jumping all the way with her backpack and beckoning to Wednesday, "Hurry up, come with me, I'll take you to meet my grandfather, and you can catch lunch." ”

Wednesday shrugged his shoulders and walked quickly to follow, but just after taking two steps, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and quickly grabbed Margaret's arm, took her into his arms, and coerced her through the town quickly, whispering as he walked: "Something is wrong, someone is watching us, get out of here." ”

Margaret didn't know why Wednesday did this, thinking that Wednesday had some bad intentions, and was still struggling, "Let go of me, I, I'm calling someone." ”

Wednesday held Margaret in her left arm, and her right hand was on guard, ready to take out her weapon at any time.

Thorn Town is not a small town with nothing to hide, so Wednesday made a decisive decision to leave the town and go to the outskirts, so that he might be able to avoid this group of dangerous people of unknown origin.

But what Wednesday didn't expect was that those people who originally pretended to be passers-by, as if they had received some order, suddenly took off their disguises and began to surround him and Margaret.

There was no need to emphasize Wednesday at this moment, Margaret also saw that something was wrong, grabbed Wednesday's arm and asked, "Mr. Wednesday, this, what's going on?"

How did Wednesday know what was going on, dragging her to speed up, "Anyway, they didn't come to me, I just came out of the mountains You are the first person I know, they should be looking for you." ”

"I? can't be," Margaret shook her head decisively, "we're just ordinary people, we've never had a grudge against anyone, how could we make such a big deal about them?"

There was no further argument on Wednesday, because the men were about to come around, at least twenty people. Seeing this, Wednesday decisively picked up Margaret, and then used his internal force to speed up and run, at this time he only hated why he didn't have light skills. If you have even the most basic light skills such as "Flying on the Grass" and "Lifting Longitudinal Technique", the possibility of escaping will be much higher.

Holding Margaret in his arms, Wednesday staggered towards a place where no one was, regardless of whether there was a dead end in front of him. "Stop, stop—" Wednesday ran faster when he heard a cheer coming from behind him.

Margaret was nervous and didn't dare to move, for fear of disturbing the frequency of Wednesday's movements.

However, two minutes later, Wednesday suddenly stopped, because there were more than a dozen knights blocking the road just a few dozen meters in front of him, and those knights were all black, even the war horses were uniformly black, and the jam at the intersection was like a glimpse of the black wall.

Seeing this, Wednesday's heart sank, silently put Margaret down, drew a broadsword without saying a word, and looked at the unknown people who slowly surrounded him.

A leader-like knight in the black cavalry rode up to the two of them, and then stared at Margaret, "Are you Margaret?"

Margaret was forced by the momentum of these people, and her heart was extremely frightened, a pair of small hands tightly grasped Wednesday's arm, trying her best to calm herself, suppressed her trembling lips and nodded, "Yes." ”